I Didn’t Want Hate

I didn’t want hate

To take control of me

So I called you out late

To drink a cup of tea

Here we are sipping

But nothing was slipping

It was an awkward night

That didn’t see a light

Your wound was so deep

It made me weep

A few days wouldn’t make it leap 

Reviews

[kdpgrahi]

So emotional. Yes time is the best healer. Life is full of wounds, It is definitely courageous to weather the storm than to be blown away.
A good, well written poem, with a good message. I like it. Your first two lines are the powerful lines, to provoke a thought.